Chapter 187
A chill in my heart
Jiang Zhaoying's words were gentle and sincere. Yang Pianpian knew that she was really thinking about her, and tears welled up in her eyes as she listened.
original.
She and Jiang Zhiyu had not known each other for long, so she shouldn't have been so affectionate towards him, but she just liked Jiang Zhiyu more and more, and missed him more and more.
Holding Jiang Zhaoying's hand tightly, Yang Pianpian almost begged her.
"Zhaoying, can you let me have a dream about your brother?"
Jiang Zhaoying's heart trembled violently, and she gently held Yang Pianpian in her arms, listening to her soft sobs, and finally nodded.
"Okay, but only once, sister-in-law. You have to live your own life and can't always miss your brother. Even if you forget him, your brother won't blame you."
Seeing that she agreed, Yang Pianpian's eyes showed joy and she quickly wiped away her tears.
"I'm going to change my clothes. I need to dress up."
Then.
The maids came in to help Yang Pianpian wash and dress. Jiang Zhaoying arranged a gorgeous long dress and expensive jewelry for her, and then set up a small decoration in the bedroom. When Yang Pianpian walked in gracefully and beautifully, the pain in Jiang Zhaoying's heart reached its highest point.
What a beautiful sister-in-law, what a kind sister-in-law!
"Do I look good like this?"
Yang Pianpian spread her arms, revealing the intricate design between her clothes, and Jiang Zhaoying tied a jade pendant that her brother had worn when he was alive around her waist.
"So beautiful! This is the real Yang Pianpian, and this is the Yang Pianpian that my brother likes. My brother said that all his money should be given to his wives, so they can spend it however they like and buy whatever they like."
Helping Yang Pianpian sit on the bed, Jiang Zhaoying brought a bowl of medicine that could help her sleep to her.
"Drink it."
Then.
After Yang Pianpian lay down, Jiang Zhaoying activated the small formation, cut another drop of blood and dripped it onto the jade pendant on Yang Pianpian's waist, and brought her to a place she wanted to go.
The blood was quickly absorbed by the jade pendant.
Initially.
Yang Pianpian seemed a little frightened, but soon her body gradually relaxed, her expression gradually softened, and even at the end, a gentle smile appeared on her face.
Knowing that she dreamed of her brother and was very happy, Jiang Zhaoying looked at her infatuated appearance, sighed softly, then stood up and instructed the maid.
"Take good care of her when she wakes up."
"Yes, miss."
The maids bowed, and Jiang Zhaoying slowly left her courtyard.
After returning to his own small sugar house, A Bao ran towards Jiang Zhaoying. Jiang Zhaoying leaned over and picked him up. Nanny Li asked her while serving tea.
"Don't you want to go to His Highness?"
If the princess over there really wants to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, then the position of Crown Princess... wouldn't it be... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince might agree under pressure!
"No."
Jiang Zhaoying gently stroked Abao's head.
"But you can ask His Royal Highness to come over in the evening."
Just saying.
Si Nan led a handsome young man in a black brocade robe in and they saluted together.
"Miss, the person sent by His Highness is called A Yan."
The boy was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slender figure and a cool and handsome face.
"I greet the young lady. From now on, I will replace Ziying to protect the young lady."
They all knew about Ziying's death, and they also knew that he was now buried in the Jiang family cemetery, not far from Young Master Jiang.
For them, the secret guards, this is probably the greatest love the master can show to his subordinates!
so.
When His Highness asked him if he was willing to come and protect Miss Jiang, he did not hesitate.
"Okay, from now on, your food, clothing, housing and transportation will be the same as Ziying's. Ah Yan, help me deliver a letter to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but be careful not to be followed."
"I know."
Jiang Zhaoying then wrote a few words and gave them to A Yan. A Yan dressed up as a servant and left the Jiang Mansion. After entering the clothing store, he changed into a young master and then slowly walked towards the Prince's Mansion.
There were indeed people following him, and more than one.
The night deepens.
Jiang Zhaoying was dressed in ordinary clothes, comfortable and elegant. She was sitting in front of the candlelight, slowly embroidering a totem.
When the prince jumped in from the window, Jiang Zhaoying showed a trace of helplessness in her eyes and pointed at the door.
"There is a door but you don't enter it, just learn from those people."
The prince pursed his lips, walked over to sit beside her, and when he saw that she was embroidering a totem representing the royal family, tenderness filled his eyes.
"Is this made for me?"
"For Han Yuan."
Jiang Zhaoying said this as she shook out her clothes. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knew at a glance that she was not lying and that she really didn't make it for him. His face turned slightly cold and he turned around and stopped talking.
Looking at his handsome profile that was like a sculpture, Jiang Zhaoying pursed her lips. Such a Crown Prince was really interesting. She raised her hand and gently turned his face around. Jiang Zhaoying took out a set from her side and placed it in front of him.
"Here, yours is just done, go and try it."
Seeing his brows suddenly relax, Jiang Zhaoying stood up, pulled him behind the screen, and tried on clothes for him.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhaoying who was busy working for him, then suddenly bent his head and kissed her lips.
…
Shu Yun and Shu Yu came in with tea. When they looked up and saw the shadow behind the screen, they hurriedly retreated.
For a while.
The prince hugged Jiang Zhaoying and said softly.
"It's just the right size. I like it very much. I'm sure Han Yuan will be happy too."
"kindness."
Jiang Zhaoying nodded.
“He liked what we sent him.”
Her face felt as hot as if it was on fire. Jiang Zhaoying raised her hand and gently patted her face. Then they sat back on the couch together.
Jiang Zhaoying then told him everything Prime Minister Yue had said.
After hearing this, the prince leaned over and lifted Jiang Zhaoying's chin, his eyes turning around. Jiang Zhaoying's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she looked into the prince's eyes, the heat that had just subsided suddenly rose again.
"What do you think?"
Jiang Zhaoying pushed away the prince's long fingers and turned to sit with her back to him. Seeing her like this, the prince felt pleased and leaned over to hug her in his arms.
"but……"
Jiang Zhaoying turned her head.
"We must first find out whether Chi Yan sent the princess here for marriage on his own initiative or if it was Xiang Yue's idea. If it was Xiang Yue's idea, I would suspect that Xiang Yue had other motives."
The prince nodded, and Shu Yun and Shu Yu heard the noise and brought in the tea and snacks.
"I suspect that Prime Minister Yue has not told anyone about this matter yet, and only told me. He wants to know how close you and I are through this matter, so Your Highness has to pretend that he doesn't know."
"Okay, I will send someone to check on the princesses over at Chiyan to see which one they will send."
Jiang Zhaoying nodded. It was not difficult to send someone to investigate. All they had to do was send a pigeon to the border to ask them to go there. There would be news in four or five days.
"Do you have someone suitable in mind?"
Jiang Zhaoying took out a booklet from the drawer beside her and flipped through it.
Your Highness who can get married now.
His Highness Sheng Yuanguang, whose mother has passed away, was named King of Yinping. He rarely appears in public, but he often worships Buddha in the royal temple.
Next is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, King Yueming, his cousin King Youzhou, and his two uncles King Danyang and King Pingxuan. They probably will not be considered, after all, they are all in their fiefdoms.
Since it is a marriage alliance, the first person considered would naturally be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Unless there is a conspiracy among them and they plan to make it impossible for the Crown Prince to sit in that position, they will change the candidate.
"How is Sheng Yuanguang?"
He was already twenty-one years old. Although he had a queen, she died of childbirth complications a year later. Until now, he had never taken another queen and had no children.
Jiang Zhaoying stroked Abao's head gently, thought for a while and shook her head.
"I think that since Your Highness can take Sister Cui and the others into the palace, there is no need to care about having another princess."
The prince raised an eyebrow.
"Ms. Cui and the others promised her a safe life, which is considered a deal, and they have a good relationship with you, Princess..."
If the woman who came was scheming and cruel, and had Prime Minister Yue helping her behind the scenes, I'm afraid there would be another bloody storm.
Jiang Zhaoying leaned forward.
"Do you think she and Yue Xiang are a good match?"
As he spoke, he frowned slightly.
"But Yue Xiang wants to join you. Isn't it a bad idea for us to plot against him like this?"
"To seek refuge?"
There was a gleam of sharpness in the prince's eyes. Over the years, he had kept a close eye on everyone in the court, and he had not relaxed even on Prime Minister Yue who had been recuperating from illness.
"Since you can tell that Yue Xiang has a wife and children behind him, it means that this person is very cunning. I'm afraid it's not just a simple surrender."
"I don't really trust this man either. After all, Rong Mansion killed his mother, and I am half a Rong Mansion person. He has been maintaining and blessing his mother's tomb over the years, which shows that he has a deep affection for her."
Just saying.
Sinan walked in and bowed.
"Miss, Madam Rong has passed away."
Jiang Zhaoying was stunned. When she came over to make trouble before, she was full of energy and had a rosy face. How could she look like she was seriously ill?
"Uncle and aunt are really..."
When a chill rose in her heart, Jiang Zhaoying really didn't know what to say.
Now that he knew that it was Prime Minister Yue who he had offended, he could not wait to send his mother to apologize. However, so many years had passed since the incident, and even if the death was tragic, Prime Minister Yue probably would not intend to let them go.
"She stayed in her own house?"
Jiang Zhaoying asked Si Nan, and Si Nan shook his head.
"It was found at the foot of the steepest road leading to the Royal Monastery."
"What?"
Jiang Zhaoying stood up. Wasn't that the place where Princess Danyang and Old Madam Yue fell down that year?
"I have checked and it seems that Madam Rong died of poisoning. She was sent to the Yue Mansion and then thrown away by the Yue Mansion."
This method can be said to be cruel.
Jiang Zhaoying's expression finally turned ugly.
"Go and get ready. We'll go there when it's daybreak."
"yes."
Si Nan turned around and Shu Yun followed him out. Since Madam Rong had passed away and her body had been found, the Rong family would definitely hold a funeral. No matter what, in the eyes of outsiders, they were close relatives, so they had to go.
Shu Yu went to the inner room to prepare clothes and jewelry for tomorrow's wear, and by the way went to Yang Pianpian to tell her about the matter and plan to go together tomorrow.
Just then the servant came to report that the eldest and second young masters of the Rong Mansion had arrived.
Jiang Zhaoying had no choice but to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince off first, and then went to the main hall. Jiang Jianzheng had already arrived. When the eldest and second young masters Rong saw Jiang Jianzheng, they knelt down in front of him, presented him with a snow-white lotus, and said with red eyes.
"Grandmother has passed away. We are here to announce her death. Please come to the mansion tomorrow."
"Okay, I understand."
Jiang Jianzheng took the white lotus, then raised his hand, and the maid brought two golden lotuses made of gold foil to them.
"May everything go smoothly for you from now on."
"Thank you, uncle."
Rong Tianhua kowtowed and thanked him. Rong Tianbao took the golden lotus and saw that it was made of gold. His eyes lit up and he looked up and said.
"Uncle, the mansion is really...really a bit messy, and we are a bit short of money. Please help us, uncle."
Jiang Zhaoying looked at Rong Tianhua and Rong Tianbao coldly. They were the two sons of her eldest uncle. Mediocre talents were sometimes beneficial, at least they allowed them to live safely until now.
"Go and arrange it."
Jiang Jianzheng was too lazy to talk to them and asked the maids to make the arrangements. When Rong Tianhua and Tianbao left the house, the servants behind them were carrying bags full of things.
"I won't go tomorrow. You guys go, but remember, don't let them bully you."
"Okay, don't worry, father."
After Jiang Zhaoying agreed, everyone went back to the courtyard to rest.
It's just dawn.
Nanny Li brought over the plain clothes, and Jiang Zhaoying changed her clothes and had her meal. When she arrived at the front yard, Yang Pianpian was already waiting there. When she saw her, she said softly.
"Qiangwei and Princess Tingyun are both not feeling well, so they won't go. Father won't go either, so it's just the two of us."
"Well, don't give face to anyone when you go there, just take care of yourself."
Yang Pianpian listened to her words with warmth in her eyes, and they got on the carriage together. When passing by the Yang Mansion, she asked the maid to bring in a lot of food, daily necessities and clothes. Mrs. Yang knew that it was inconvenient for her daughter to come in in plain clothes, so she hurried out to greet her.
Jiang Zhaoying and Yang Pianpian hurriedly got off the carriage and greeted Madam Yang. Madam Yang hugged her daughter and saw that although she was a little thinner, she looked very healthy. She knew that she must be well taken care of. After saying a few words, she asked them to hurry to Rong Mansion.
It was quiet in front of the gate of Rong Mansion, and there were few carriages.
Jiang Zhaoying stood at the door, looking at the two old characters "Rong Mansion", feeling mixed emotions.
The door opens.
The first, second and third masters of Rong came out with their wives, concubines and children.
Madam Rong stepped forward, grasped Jiang Zhaoying's hand, and said sadly.
"Zhaoying, you are here. Your grandmother missed you before she passed away. It's good that you are here, my good child. If your grandmother knew about this in the afterlife, she would be very happy."
"Zhaoying, our Rong Mansion will depend on you from now on, you must take good care of us."
"Zhaoying is here, someone is in charge of the matter."
Everyone was talking to each other.
Jiang Zhaoying was dressed in plain clothes, her face looked slightly gloomy, and she turned her head to look around.
Mrs. Rong saw this and hurriedly pulled her aside.
"Let's go and burn incense for grandma first."
Then.
Mrs. Rong Er also came forward and took her hand affectionately and walked towards the Rong Mansion.
Jiang Zhaoying was half-pulled and half-dragged into the Rong Mansion.
Knowing that they were pretending to be affectionate on purpose, perhaps Yue Xiang's men were watching outside, Rong Mansion was doing this simply to tell those who were monitoring them that Rong Mansion now had a good relationship with the goddess of Jiang Mansion, and to offend her was equivalent to offending the goddess.
The mourning hall was very simply decorated, and even the things that should be put there were not put in place properly. It was obvious that the hall was set up in a hurry.
Madam Rong’s coffin was placed in the innermost position, with a magical instrument pressed on top, as if the mother was afraid that others would take a last look at her.
The younger generations and the maids and nannies were burning paper, and when they saw them coming, they all bowed to them.
Yang Pianpian stepped forward.
“This is too easy.”
Jiang Zhaoying patted the back of her hand.
"I have done so many bad things that I dare not do anything big."
Yang Pianpian listened and nodded. That was exactly the case. He even killed his own mother. This man was really...
It was Old Madam Rong who made the decision back then, but if Master Rong and the other Master Rong objected, the old lady couldn't do it alone.
They are obviously accomplices, but now they act as if this matter is Madam Rong's sole responsibility, as if they have not reaped any benefits over the years.
"Zhaoying."
Master Rong, dressed in mourning clothes, walked up to her and lowered his voice.
"After my mother found out about Prime Minister Yue's identity, she became restless and decided to commit suicide by taking poison to apologize to Prime Minister Yue. She also asked us to send her body to the Yue Mansion. Who knew that the Yue Mansion was so cruel that they threw my mother's body off the cliff. When we found it, it was already... already..."
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